I can feel my emotions climbing too. Tenderness attends me and I don’t know if I will manage to get to the top rung on the 29th. Of course I will, it’s just that my sadness for our world seems to be too big for my body lately. Thank goodness for practices (Zen sitting and Vedic chanting), and for the ability to check in to beloved friends across these virtual distances. They lift my heart dear Mo (you do)!

Almost three-year-old G is fascinated by the moon phase app on my phone. “Make it bigger Nana” he said during the last new moon. “Patience G … the moon takes her time. I promise she will be full again.”

Now that he has new windows on his world, I think I want to build him a ladder to the moon, too.

catching up after weeks of transition, how lovely to arrive and see so much work! so much intensity and magic. I love the photos of the ladder. In all their variety. I may love them more than the thing itself! Is that weird?